If I am summer …
by Alice Pero

If I am summer
I will be slippery
sliding out of bed
riding the tides
as salty as a sun-baked chip
then wet again

If I am summer
fish and I are kin
mysterious and deep
colors hidden in murky green
thoughts lost, lurking
under the sea

If I am summer
I am wearing new clothes
spring’s old melodies fading
throwing off dark ink
of heavy books
fall and winter lay on me

If I am summer
I am hot
sweat tossed off
rivers running through pores
as loose as a moist breeze
hair flying

If I am summer
I won’t have anything more
to say
just a breath of wind
and rain in the window
a long night of thunder
your soft hands
keeping me safe

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